Intro:
[G]I really was born at 9:29 AM on 9/[Bm]9/29
You think I'm lying but I'm, I'm being [D] dead serio[A]serious
Okay, I'll prove it[Bm]it [D] [A]
Verse:
Well, who am I? I'm [Bm] almost 25
Can't [D]remember half the time that [A]I've been alive
'Cause half was in a cheap apa[Bm]apartment
And half was on the [D]Eastside -Eastsi[A]-Eastside-
They said don't meet your heroes, they'r[Bm]they're all xxxxin' weirdos
And God knows that they were righ[A]right
Because nobody loves you, they [Bm]just try to xxxx you
Then [A]put you on a feature on the B-Side
And who do you call when it's [Bm]late at night?
When the [D]headlines just don't paint the [A]picture right
When you look at yourself on a [Bm]screen and say
"Oh my G[D]God, there's no way that's [A]me"
And I, I quit smoking, well [Bm]recently, I tried
And I [D]bought another house, and I n[A]never go outside
And I remember this girl with [Bm]pink hair in Detroit
Well, s[D]she told me[A]me
She said, "Ashley, you gotta promise us [Bm]that you won't die
'Cause we need you," and [D]honestly, I [A]think that she lied
And I remember the names of every s[Bm]single kid I've met
But I forget half the [D]people who I've g[A]gotten in bed
And I've stared at the sky in Milw[Bm]Milwaukee
And hoped that my father would finally call[A]call me
And it's just these things that I'm t[Bm]thinkin' for hours
And I'm [A]pickin' my hair out in clumps in the shower
Lost the love of my life to an [Bm]ivory powder
But then I [D]realize that I'm no higher [A]power
That I wasn't in love then, and I'm [Bm]still not now
And I'm [D]so happy I figured that [A]out
I've got a long way to go until s[Bm]self-preservation
Think my moral compass is on a v[A]vacation
And I can't believe I still feed my [Bm]xxxxing temptation
I'm still looking for my salv[A]salvation
Chorus:
Soft and [Bm]slow, watch the minutes [A]go
Count out [Bm]loud, so we [D]know you don't keep 'em [A]for yourself [Bm]
Watch the [D]minutes [A]go
Count out [Bm]loud, so we [D]know you don't keep 'em [A]for yourself
Interlude:
I [Bm]think I have a confession to make, I feel like -So we know you don[A]don't-
I need to say that I was really born at [A]9:26
[Bm]I saw my birth certificate, and I[D]I'm a liar
[A]And I'm a xxxxing liar
Outro:
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Soft and slow, watch the minutes go
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Count out loud, so we know you don't keep 'em for yourself
